My Name Is Reo ✅

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TAndPens.
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Monday.
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I was ready, well I wasn't ready, but I felt ready. I was ready for whatever would happen today, anyway it would happen.

"Reo, come on. Let's go." Dad said. He looked posher in a dark blue suit and pricy jeans than his usual look of sweatpants and a t-shirt. Even I knew I looked close to him, i felt uncomfortable but I couldn't do anything about the way the stretchy tube hugging my chest, or how weird the trousers I wore felt, neither the way i felt lost without my curls brushing my neck.

"Reo, I said come on." I walked out of the sitting room, I knew how today would end out and i was mentally preparing myself of not seeing the room anymore, the dorms would be my new home.

"Now, remember what we talked about?" He trailed with a question.

"My name is Leo Murray." I started. "I have an IQ of 225."

"Go on."

"I have a younger sister named Reo, who tragically ran away in shame of us finding out she's pregnant." I looked straight at the seat infront of me, mom was driving while dad and I sat at the back.

"Continue already."

"I attended The Academy, one of the top rated schools in America." I blinked back the liquid gathering in my eyes. "I will be honoured to attend Havard."

"Work on making your voice lighter than this, okay?" He said softly. "I'm so proud of you Reo, stepping in when your brother couldn't. I'm proud of you."

My hands tightened on their own accord. "Me too Reo, me too."

I closed my eyes and reminded myself of how I would never have to see them again once the interview works out. "Okay." I looked out the window and avoided my dad's chatter about the looks on my uncles faces when I get into Havard, wait sorry, when Leo gets into Havard.

As we got to the entrance, passed through the security and parked at an empty parking lot on the far side of the campus, I didn't understand what was so special in going to Havard.

It looked the same as it was in pictures: big buildings, green grasses, blue skies, and a lot diverse students, but it was still school just different in exams. It looked different from any poor school but it was still that: school to learn, submit assignments and basically a torture.

We got out of the car and the few people on campus look at us, at me before two girls ran towards me holding a phone to her mouth and the other looked like a camera.

"Hey! Leo? It's Leo! I heard you're so much smarter than the Physics professor. Is it true your IQ is over 220?" I feel concerned by her questions.

"It's all for charity... to the, orphans?" Her friends chip in.

"I'm not Leo sorry." The Redhead holds my wrist between her inked hands.

"No, please. We know it's you. Everyone says you're shy but I didn't know it is this bad." I look from my hand to her wide smile in anger.

"Let go of me." I say. "Now."

"He's bossy! Oh my!" Their excitement causes her hand to tighten around my wrist.

"I said, let go of me." They giggle again. "What is wrong with you! Let go of me! I'm not Leo, I'm Reo!"

"Lying? That's-"

"I said my name is Reo!"

It slipped out, I denied it at first from the overwhelming feeling of them bombarding me with questions so easily, and then I spilled the truth out in the open, with my parents behind me and a camera infront of my face.

"Leo, Reo, what's the difference these days except the letters?" My dad laughs. "He's mourning his sister, that's all."

He shoved me behind his back while my mom had her hands pressuring my shoulder. "Excuse us, we have an interview to catch up."

"Okay... Bye Reo, I mean Leo." The girls reply with a daze, they are in Havard so they must be smart, they looked at me and then my dad before clearing the path for us.

"What was the meaning of that! You want to blow our cover!" Dad pulled me to an empty office. "What was that!"

"I'm sorry, it just slipped." I looked at my pointy shoes.

"I promise you Reo, if you ruin this for me." He trailed.

"I won't. I'm sorry."

"We'll miss the interview, she won't mess up again." Mom chipped in.

"Watch yourself and don't mess up again." She whispered while dad was a few feet away from us.

"I'm sorry."

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